[Verse 1: Phil Elverum & Julie Doiron / Julie Doiron]
What would be the use in becoming
A symbol of walking desolation?
Awash in multiple griefs
Elaborating on anguish
What glows beneath? (Beneath all the pain and anguish)
Love that doesn’t die (Magma embroidering)
“Love," a small word
Unable to hold
While we stretch at its meaning
[Verse 2: Phil Elverum & Julie Doiron]
Now this:
What’s this new version of love that intrudes
Into the peace I thought I had?
This love has no recipient
But still lies there smoldering
Indifferent stars in the night sky
Watch me while I churn
Still holding this love for you
Without a thing to do
But try to live
In this uninvited liberation
Without a home in your life or heart
Without a shelter at all
Exposed and burning still
This unattended fire
For no one emanates a wasted warmth on the wind
Pushing against the edges
Of what it means to give
Lost wisdom in sparks that rise and die
What would be the use in becoming
A symbol of walking desolation?
Awash in multiple griefs
Elaborating on anguish
What glows beneath? (Beneath all the pain and anguish)
Love that doesn’t die (Magma embroidering)
“Love," a small word
Unable to hold
While we stretch at its meaning
[Verse 2: Phil Elverum & Julie Doiron]
Now this:
What’s this new version of love that intrudes
Into the peace I thought I had?
This love has no recipient
But still lies there smoldering
Indifferent stars in the night sky
Watch me while I churn
Still holding this love for you
Without a thing to do
But try to live
In this uninvited liberation
Without a home in your life or heart
Without a shelter at all
Exposed and burning still
This unattended fire
For no one emanates a wasted warmth on the wind
Pushing against the edges
Of what it means to give
Lost wisdom in sparks that rise and die
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